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My first real attempt at making #art I call it “Pedicide”. Crayon, nails, a cigarette, and fire. (at Hollywood) https://www.instagram.com/p/CAx55uNlPTk/?igshid=lexcr0ooihpk

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New playlist for funerals. Only on #applemusic

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Every main character in Black Panther has an underbite

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New music video out now!!!

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Things I’ve Done to Prevent My Own Suicide

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My debut album “Beta Male” is available everywhere! (at Jacksonland Studios)

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Album out tomorrow. Listen to it. Would you say no to this face? (at New York, New York)

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Album out in 2 days!!! (at Central Park)

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Album out in 3 days (at Lincoln Center)

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Debut album “Beta Male” our in 5 days!

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AMERICA! I’ve got 2 projects dropping this month. My solo project on the 15th and my joint project with @lambboyy_ on the 20th. Happy 4th 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸 (at United States)

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New single out now

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The Story of St. Patrick

St. Patrick’s Day is right around the corner, and although millions of people celebrate this day, not too many have taken the time to learn his story and understand why he is so celebrated. I decided to share with the Tumblr world the incredible story of St. Patrick...

The year was 1916. Elvis was just found dead in his Oxford dorm room due to an act of suicide. The western world was unsure of the state of rock n roll, and the eastern world couldn’t have been happier. Patrick Jefferson, a young custodian in Ireland, heard the live recording of the suicide over the radio. He realized that life was short and he should be doing more with his. He knew he could be the next big thing in music and decided to finally go for it. Immediately, he defecated on his boss’ Maserati and took the first flight he could to the big apple, now known as Davenport, Iowa.

Fast forward to 2013. Patrick had been working several odd jobs in Davenport to help fund his dream of selling knock-off merchandise to concert goers. So far he had no real luck, learning the hard way that most artists are unapproachable and that concert venues don’t speak human. He knew he needed to get a permit to really prove himself to himself. Feeling like all was lost, he resorted to selling his body on the streets of Davenport. One day, a young girl approached him and said, “Oy! ‘Ow much fer a minute wit the pretty man, govnah?” Patrick didn’t speak Chinese, but could tell there was something special about this girl. “This one’s on me, you WHORE!” He said in his best Chinese accent. They went back to her tent and started getting busy to it. Mid-coitus, Patrick accidentally stepped on he hair. “And we’ll never be rooooyals!” the girl screeched in pain. Patrick chinesely responded with “Ya fuck! That be the most beau’iful sound I did hear! Do ya sing?” She went on to say that she too had dreams to capitalize on the death of Elvis, but had forgotten about that until just now. The two agreed to work together to make it in the music industry until they got tired of each other. The little girl decided to go by the name of Lorde because she never learned how to spell it correctly. Patrick became her official merchandise guy, a position he didn’t know legally existed. They did some dumb shit and next thing they know they have the top selling album of all time, Led Zeppelin III.

The album was so famous that people forgot about Elvis’ death and started to care about music again. That was until tragedy struck. Patrick stubbed his toe so badly hanging up t-shirts at one of Lorde’s concerts that he got leukemia. 6 years later, Patrick died in prison. The dynasty of Lorde had come to an end, but Patrick’s legacy lived on. He was canonized by the Catholic Church, who stated that Patrick had “the dopest merch logos ever seen, even though he kept misspelling Lorde’s name”. This is why each year we get wasted and slip on the hot dog grease of street vendors. In honor of him. Thank you, St. Patrick.